I was sitting in health class and didn't know what was going on for over an hour because our Principle wouldn't allow the teachers to turn on the tv's(idk why). My mom pulled me out of school at 10 am b/c my dad was supposed to be in one of the towers that morning. Thankfully he had left before the events happened, he found he way down to Langley, Va. and called us from there.

I remember this like it was yesterday, I was 14. I don't see how people couldn't be affected by it, but then again I don't see how someone who lives in this country could "hate it". Freedom isn't free...I feel that I am truly blessed for being born here.

RIP victims of 9/11.